Over It
I looked up, gripping my rope,
wondering if I could truly conquer this mountain,
climb, battle, traverse to the peak.
I breathe; I pause.
Courage ignites within me,
warming my spirit, my resolve.
Equipment poised, eager to assist,
I step forward.
With each deliberate stride, I inch upwards,
mastering every groove and hold,
as if the mountain carved them just for me.
I push through, driven by a longing
that eclipses complacency.
Time is irrelevant;
determination is the only thing that matters.
I must survive.
So I climb;
I am a mountaineer,
taking each step, no matter how far the fall.
Until I feel it - a gentle breeze,
a whisper of relief washing over me,
gravity no longer my adversary.
It’s over, I did it.
A wide smile appears on my face,
and as I stand at my summit,
the world sprawling below,
victorious in my ascent,
my worries are no longer here.
I take in the view,
I pause and I breathe.
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Lauren Tilley
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